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6308 Cannon Fodder 539

Sometimes, if you step out of complex events and look at them from a certain height, you will have a clearer understanding of many issues.

Yuan Wense inquired about what kind of pit Murong Junhua was waiting for Bei Mingxiangjun, who hated marrying, to jump into.

I couldn't find out at the moment.

Murong Junhua's trap seems to be very secretive. Obviously, the family regards Murong Junhua's secret as a very huge secret. This shows that Murong's trap is definitely not small at this time.

Yuan Wense just needs to know that the other party is a trap.

She watched Bei Mingxiangjun jump down.

Nowadays, people like to get married in the twelfth lunar month. From autumn to the twelfth lunar month, it is an excellent wedding season. Rich or not, marrying a daughter-in-law will help you celebrate the New Year.

Various etiquette ideas in ancient times were all considered from the perspective of men. Getting married in the twelfth lunar month was a great joy for adding someone to the family, making the New Year even more joyful.

Therefore, Bei Mingxiangjun's marriage was also arranged in a hurry, and Bei Mingkang arranged the marriages of the children of Wang Chaoqing with the attitude of throwing away rubbish.

Of course, Bei Mingkang was relatively a respectable father. At least the marriage he found for his eldest daughter seemed more reliable than that of his younger daughter.

But what is the reality? Marrying a daughter is always risky anyway. You never know whether your son-in-law is a human or a ghost wrapped under his human skin.

Wrong or right, it's fate.

Anyway, Beiming Xiangjun doesn't always laugh at Beiming Youyu. She was replaced because of her bad luck, and she can't blame others.

When Beiming Xiangjun got married, Beiming Youyu also went.

This wedding was unexpectedly ordinary.

Although it seems that the itinerary is quite high-end, and the bride price and dowry are not bad compared to the local weddings in Huxiao City, but compared with the aristocratic family, it is simply a joke.

Murong Junhua is a direct concubine of the family, so his wedding must be held in the family. At least there must be an itinerary to take the bride to the family after the wedding.

But no, not at all.

During the entire wedding, the man's only elder was a collateral descendant, the seventh uncle, who was probably similar to the butler, and the guests invited were all the new rich who came to settle in Huxiao City.

Beiming Youyu was a highlight at this banquet, because she was relatively well-established. When she came, Guo Linhai and Fengcheng were honored to follow her.

If there were other banquets, and there were no banquets attended by Beiming Youyu, the two of them would not be able to go to one of them at most. Fengcheng was okay, and he liked banquets, but Guo Linhai didn't give people face at all.

As soon as Beiming Youyu arrived at the banquet, everyone stood up to greet the small interest group she had brought.

Mr. Bei Mingxiang was sitting in the wedding room with his head covered. He heard the girls around him chattering about how elegant, noble and lovable the third lady was. Every word he said was like a sharp knife thrown at Mr. Bei Mingxiang.

Her heart was pricked with blood dripping from it.

In the previous life, it was like this, people could only see this sister, and she, Beiming Xiangjun, could only become her sister's vassal.

Of course she was unhappy. She was obviously the eldest daughter, so why was her life so miserable? She seemed to be born just to serve as a foil for this younger sister.

Therefore, in her short and miserable life, what she hated most was not the husband who tortured her. After all, she finally found the opportunity to kill her husband in her previous life. Once her revenge was avenged, her hatred would disappear.

What she hates most is actually this sister.

The better my sister's life is, the more she hates this unfair world.

This is an unfair life.
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